{"sf1_id":2076927,"sf2_id":"Oe5xMjO1","title":"Touch (Me/Ieesha)","author":"Coranth","words":666,"posted_at":"2023-11-29T02:09:32.000Z","tags":["Dragoness","Human","Hurt/Comfort","Love","M/F","Sad"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/2076927-touch-me-ieesha","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/s/Oe5xMjO1","image_url":"https://www.sofurryfiles.com/std/thumb?page=2076927\u0026ext=.jpg","description":"The first time Ieesha was touched.","content":"I remember the first time Ieesha wanted me to touch her; and how I'd nearly screwed everything up.\n\n \n\nNeedless to say\u0026nbsp;- no matter how incredibly gentle she might have been -\u0026nbsp;when a dragoness the size of an A380 Airbus practically fawns over you, near outright\u0026nbsp;_begging_ to be held, touched, stroked --\u0026nbsp;_anything! --\u0026nbsp;_one can be quite\u0026nbsp;intimidated! At first, I backed off -\u0026nbsp;wondering what she wanted of me, what was going on -\u0026nbsp;but that was the last thing I ought to have done. Raw\u0026nbsp;_hurt/sadness/pain_ welled up though our newly formed bond as Ieesha, realizing what she had done and feeling my\u0026nbsp;_fear_, keened soft and low; then she sniffled, shied away.\n\n \n\nA moment later, midnight-blue eyes misting with tears that soon spilled down her face, my beloved dragoness\u0026nbsp;_sobbed_ then started tap-tap-tapping with a claw on the ground as she looked at me through blurred vision. The code was dreadfully familiar.\u0026nbsp;Three short taps followed by three long taps, and then three short taps again. S.O.S. My heart aching, horror and sadness welling within me, I stepped forward towards her as she started to\u0026nbsp;_speak_ the letters as best she could, despite her mouth not being shaped to do so.\u0026nbsp; **\"Eeeeezzzzz... Oooooooo...\u0026nbsp;**** Eeeeezzzzz.\u0026nbsp; ****Eeeeezzzzz... Oooooooo...\u0026nbsp;**** Eeeeezzzzz.\u0026nbsp; ****Eeeeezzzzz... Oooooooo...\u0026nbsp;**** Eeeeezzzzz.\"**\n\n \n\nIt was reminiscent\u0026nbsp;of the final scene from the anti-war film\u0026nbsp;_\"Johnny Got His Gun\"_, and that awful pain in her soft low baritone was what did it; I moved to gather her head into my arms, and she burst into tears, curling around me so gently, pawing, fawning over me as I peppered her muzzle with kisses and we both apologized to each other over and over and over...\u0026nbsp;_Happiness!/Love!/Love/Happiness\u0026nbsp; **roared** _ through our bond as, wordlessly, Ieesha practically\u0026nbsp;_begged_ me to explore her whole body with my hands; her head, neck, chest, barrel, flanks, legs, wings, paws, tail; though I stopped when it came to her\u0026nbsp;_intimate places._\u0026nbsp;Her eyes widened, then she\u0026nbsp;nodded solemnly when she gained insight as to why via our bond; but still, I felt mild\u0026nbsp;_disappointment\u0026nbsp;_from her, which left me both\u0026nbsp;flummoxed and awed;\u0026nbsp;she would have let me _do that?\u0026nbsp;_Even though we'd just\u0026nbsp;_met_?!\n\n_TRUST!/LOVE!/ADORATION!/TRUST!_ was her wordless response. Much, much later, my beloved dragoness was in tears again as - having somehow coaxed me out of my clothes - she lay on her back with me atop her, nude. With my chest pressed against hers and\u0026nbsp;arms either side of her, I held her barrel gently as she snuffled, sobbed, and folded her forepaws and\u0026nbsp;wings over me, utterly wrapping me up in a version of a full-body embrace. Her\u0026nbsp;_relief/happiness/love_ filled my thoughts as I rested my head on her chest, pink skin against supple\u0026nbsp;golden hide; I could feel her mighty heart beating and Ieesha wept silently again as she realized that she could feel mine.\u0026nbsp;_\"Laas wah laas!\"\u0026nbsp;_she uttered gently in her native language.\u0026nbsp;_\"Laas wah laas,\u0026nbsp;ahst laat, dii mun! Dii fahdon!\u0026nbsp;Dii\u0026nbsp;David...!\"\u0026nbsp;\\*\\*\\*_\n\nLater, curled about me such that she could always reach some part of me, could always touch me, she pressed her forehead to mine, eyes closed, her\u0026nbsp;_love_ roaring within our bond. In the future, Ieesha would declare that that simple human code - S.O.S - would be something all Kirathian Dragons should know; and so,\u0026nbsp;it was.\u0026nbsp;Yes, the dragons sort of coopted it, but to a physically hurt or distressed dragon S.O.S was a blessing, a way to call or get a human to help you at nearly any time. Of course, when Ieesha later learned what the code was actually used for - strict emergency use, or for times of great danger\u0026nbsp;- chagrined,\u0026nbsp;she gave the updated knowledge to all Omari Kirata -- but not before quite a few police, ambulances,\u0026nbsp;firemen, and\u0026nbsp;military forces were deployed to parks or forest clearings due to lonely dragons wanting human friends and companions of their own.\n\n**\\*\\*\\*** \u0026nbsp;The Omari Kirata appropriated\u0026nbsp;Skyrim Dovahzul as their formal spoken language, as their\u0026nbsp;native language - an utterly alien\u0026nbsp;birdlike cheeping/chirruping -\u0026nbsp;is unpronounceable by humans. This phrase,\u0026nbsp;which Ieesha permitted me to translate, is:\u0026nbsp;_\"Life to life! Life to life at last, my_ _human! My friend! My David...!\"_ **\\*\\*\\***","series":{"name":"Kirathian Dragon Ieesha","previous":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/2076025-dishonour-me-ieesha.json","next":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/2077914-of-st-george.json"}}